The Twilight Twenty-Five
Prompt #: 12
Pen name: Saluki168
Pairing: Bella/Edward
Rating: PG
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I don't own it.
It wasn't their meadow, but it was the closest they could find at their new home. Edward prepared a picnic; one last meal before the change. As she was burning, Bella thought about that day and the irony that the one thing that stuck out in her mind was the red teapot sitting atop the picnic basket. How prescient of him. Now, her existence was red. The red of burning; the red of blood; the red of her tears as they fell in waves, scorching her hardening skin. In her torment, she vowed that she would never wear red again.
